Peerless Pill God

"Why does it feel like nothing happened?"    

"My god! Qin Old Fourth's self-destruction didn't hurt a single hair of Qin Sheng's Young Lord?"    

Under the scorching gazes of the crowd, they were stunned and petrified.    

The self-destruction of a Mid Reaching Soul State Fighter was comparable to the full-force attack of a half-step Heavenly Completion Stage expert.    

Despite the terrifying explosion, Qin Sheng was still unharmed. It was unbelievable, and no one could understand what was going on.    

"Bang!"    

"Bang!"    

Qin Zhikai saw that his subordinate had died a horrible death. His eyes were wide open, and his hands, which contained a terrifying force, were slapping the rock and wood weapon with all his might.    

* Hua La. . . . . . *    

Large patches of runes fell off. Finally, with a 'Ka Cha' sound, the rock and wood weapon completely disintegrated, and was smashed into pieces by the furious Qin Zhikai.    

An electric arc was released from Qin Zhikai's eyes, and the murderous aura between his brows was so thick that it was dripping water. After all, he was a half-step Reaching Heaven State Fighter, and the rock and wood weapon was only the lowest grade rune puppet. It wouldn't be able to hold him for long.    

* Crack *    

The rock and wood weapon broke into pieces and fell onto the cold floor.    

Qin Zhikai's killing intent soared to the sky. His eyes were filled with Demonic Beasts that looked like furious cold glares. He immediately summoned his battle soul.    

Buzz ~    

A pitch black sickle floated above Qin Zhikai's zodiac. The sickle was dazzling, and it was suffused with a faint aura of death, causing one to feel a chill.    

They never thought that the battle spirit that Qin Zhikai had refined was actually a sickle. This was too unexpected.    

Qin Sheng, who was standing in the distance, fixed his eyes on the sickle. He could faintly feel the terrifying aura emitted by the battle spirit. His facial expression became serious. Obviously, he did not treat the sickle as an ordinary farming tool.    

"Die!"    

As soon as the battle spirit was unleashed, Qin Zhikai's Qi doubled. His hair was fluttering in the wind, and his eyes were blood-red. The word 'die' jumped out of his mouth.    

"Huala ~"    

The black sickle on Qin Zhikai's zodiac suddenly unleashed a ray of death light. It streaked across the sky and hit Qin Sheng in an instant.    

"Not good, it's the soul attack!"    

Qin Sheng's pupils contracted rapidly. A cold chill spread out from his spine and spread to his limbs and bones.    

Qin Sheng wanted to dodge at an extreme speed, but the attack of the soul was too fast. The moment he discovered it, he was hit.    

Qin Sheng felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His body stiffened, and he couldn't move at all.    

No one had ever thought that Qin Zhikai's battle spirit could actually trigger a divine soul attack!    

The corner of Qin Zhikai's mouth curled up into a cruel smile. The sickle in his hand flew out. It was a rune gauntlet that was glowing with the light of the rune. It was like a god of death harvesting the head, and it flew towards Qin Sheng's head at an extremely fast speed.    

Under the numerous rays of light, the sickle Talisman streaked across the sky, preparing to harvest Qin Sheng's head.    

At this critical moment, Qin Sheng woke up. He suddenly opened his eyes and a black blade light slashed at him at an extremely fast speed. Qin Sheng instinctively raised both of his hands and blocked the incoming blade light with his bare hands!    

"Chi ~"    

The blade light cut through Qin Sheng's hands, creating a hideous bloody wound. The blood fell to the ground with a loud thud.    

"Why did you wake up so quickly?!"    

Qin Zhikai's face was filled with shock, shock, and anger.    

His battle spirit was not an ordinary sickle, but a Scythe of Death that could harvest soul. Qin Zhikai rarely used his Combat Soul, so not many people knew that his battle spirit had such a terrifying ability!    

Of course, anyone who forced Qin Zhikai to use his Combat Soul was killed by him. The only exception was Qin Sheng.    

Qin Sheng lowered his head and looked at the bloody wound on his body. His expression quickly turned cold.    

He was just a little bit away from death just now!    

In an instant, Qin Sheng was hit by Qin Zhikai's Scythe of Death. The soul was almost cut in half. At the critical moment, the sleeping Yin Evil Corpse Worm was able to wash away the Scythe of Death. Only then did Qin Sheng regain his senses.